Chapter 4

Chapter 4 "That's a catchy tune," Dribble said as he and his friends entered the village square. "Bagpipes always make me want to dance." The big dragon began tapping his toes. He moved his feet to the beat. The ground shook beneath him. "Earthquake!" someone in the crowd shouted. "No! Dragon!" another person screamed.

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Everyone in the crowd ran off, leaving the bagpipe player without his audience. Dribble stopped his toe-tapping. "Why do people always do that?" he asked sadly. The bagpipe player started to run, too. But Lucas stopped him. "You don't have to go," he assured the musician. "Dribble won't hurt you. He just wants to dance." The bagpipe player didn't look so certain. Suddenly a woman with long dark hair, wearing a purple gown, strolled over to the bagpipe player. "Is that Anna or Elle?" Lucas whispered to Princess Pulverizer. "I'm not sure," Princess Pulverizer admitted. "But I think there's a test we can give her. I heard somewhere that truly evil people cannot look you in the eye when they speak to you." Princess Pulverizer shrugged. "It's worth a try." "Good sir, would you play a little tune for us?" the witch in the purple dress asked the

bagpipe player. "Please?" Princess Pulverizer walked over to the witch. "Do you like bagpipe asked, staring her in the eye. music?" she "Love it!" the woman exclaimed. She stared right back at the princess. Satisfied, Princess Pulverizer smiled and hurried back to her friends. "That's Anna," she whispered confidently. "She looked me right in the eye." "And she said please," Lucas pointed out. "A bad witch wouldn't have good manners." Lucas pulled out his fife and began playing along with the bagpipes. The squeaky fife and the high-pitched bagpipe were really making Princess Pulverizer's head pound. But she seemed to be

the only one who felt that way. Dribble, Lucas, and Anna were all having a great time. The bagpipe player picked up the tempo. Lucas played faster. Dribble twirled in a circle. And Anna waved her hands wildly in the air. POP! Suddenly the bagpipe burst like a giant balloon right in the bagpipe player's face. "Now that's entertainment!" Anna let out a scornful laugh. Except it wasn't Anna. Princess Pulverizer was sure of that. A kind witch would never make a musical instrument burst. And she would never laugh in someone's face. The woman in purple had to be Elle. Lucas must have realized that, too, because he was now hiding behind Dribble. "Why would you laugh at this poor musician?" Dribble asked her. "How could anyone be so cruel?"

"I was doing you a favor," Elle snarled. "No one really likes bagpipe music." "That's true," Princess Pulverizer agreed. The princess regretted the words the minute they slipped out of her mouth. The poor bagpipe player looked as though he might cry. Quickly he gathered up what was left of his instrument, and raced away. "I'm sorry," the princess called after him. "It was just a joke." "You're my kind of girl." Elle wrapped her arm around Princess Pulverizer's shoulder. "I bet you have a lot of ambition."